In the secluded secret room, the dim candlelight should meet Lu Kun's slightly bloody face, and his face was a little solemn. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Looking down at the fragments of the broken sword in front of him, he didn't expect that in the battle of Ten Mile Rain Lane, not only was his vitality greatly damaged, his muscles and veins were almost destroyed, and the magic single blade's skill was completely gone, causing the Mo Liuyun sword body, which was interdependent with his own magic single blade technique, to break by itself with the disappearance of his own skill, and it could no longer be used, let alone repaired.

Master's original earnest advice was about to disappear with the rupture of the ink clouds.

"Are you sure you want to use Ink Clouds?"

"Yes! The first time I saw this sword, it felt very familiar, déjà vu. ”

"Mo Liuyun and the Demon Single Blade Single-Blade Sword Technique are the same, so if you want to control the Ink Flowing Cloud, your Demon Single-Bladed Single-Edge Sword Technique must be solid enough, and..."

"Master, what do you mean by a breath of inheritance?"

"One breath inheritance means that the exercises of the Ink Flowing Cloud and the Demon Single Blade Sword Technique and the user's own Demon Single Blade Sword Breath are interdependent, in other words, once your own Demon Single Blade Sword Breath disappears one day in the future, the Ink Flowing Cloud will also be destroyed. ”

"Huh, could it be that this is what you said about the fragility of the ink clouds?"

"That's right, Master, my vein has been passed down so far, and Mo Liuyun has not appeared in the rivers and lakes for a long time, just because the Demon Single Blade Technique is not perfect enough and not refined enough!"

"Master's implication is that there is another vein?"

"I also have a senior brother, his practice is too aggressive, so his Demon Single Blade Technique is too aggressive, not pure enough, and it can't be combined with Mo Liuyun. ”

Syllable!

Lu Kun patted his head lightly, yes, how could he forget this stubble, could it be that the mysterious black-clothed masked man in Shili Rain Lane that night was...

No wonder he can also magic single-edged single-edged swordsmanship, which is somewhat different from his own swordsmanship, if this is the case, all this is not so simple.

Stretching out his hand, he gently stroked the fragment of the broken sword of the ink flowing cloud, a familiar sword breath, and the residual sword intent continued to enter the bottom of his heart, and the slightly restless heart became calm and stable.

Since his debut, Mo Liuyun has followed him all the way through the thorns and thorns, passed the hurdles, experienced countless battles of all sizes, killed and punished, won the golden edge, fought the furnace Tong, and helped himself achieve the current prominent status and martial arts prestige.

As the old saying goes: Rigid, easy to break, prosperous, decline, the most unwanted thing, but also the most unwilling scene, the prophecy, after all, still happened.

Really, really, it happened!

It's folded, everything is folded so casually, but it seems so casual.

Unexpected, unexpected!

Remorse, it's too late!

"You, you seem to care about this sword very much?" When Lu Kun was a little silently sad, he didn't even notice that the woman in green had walked to the bed at some point.

"Let you see you laugh!" Lu Kun had a wry smile on his face.

"Your saber?"

"Mmmm! Comrades fighting side by side!"

"Does it have a name?"

"Ink Cloud!"

"Nice to hear!Moreover, the pattern of the sword body is also beautiful, matching the name of the sword!" the woman in green pointed to the flowing cloud pattern on the body of the ink cloud sword and praised.

"Thank you!"

"It's a pity if it's broken, but I've heard people say that a broken sword can be reforged, but it's not okay to reforge it!"

"Other swords may be fine, but this one..."Lu Kun shook his head slightly.

"Is there anything special about this sword?"

“… Sort of!"

“… I want to hear the story of this sword, I wonder if there is a chance?"

“… Another day!" Lu Kun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really?" The woman in green didn't have any hope, but when she heard Lu Kun's words, she was slightly surprised.

"Hmm!"

"It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"

"Let's drink the medicine first!" The woman in green handed the medicine to Lu Kun.

“… Thank you!" Lu Kun drank the medicine and thanked him again.

"My name is Wuxin, I don't know what you call it?"

"Lu Kun, the land of the mainland, the Kun of Qiankun!"

"Lu Kun, Lu Yu land, Kun Peng Wanli, good name!"

"The girl smiled! I didn't think the girl was still a talented and knowledgeable girl!"

"Let Lu Gongzi see it, I'm just idle, flipping through the books, and passing the time!"

"Alas... The girl's temperament is different from that of ordinary women, and she is also bookish, and her six arts are exquisite!"

"It's not like that, it's just a few more books at most. ”

"The girl is humble!"

"Lu Gongzi, who is also proficient in music and rhythm, plays the six arts?"

"Alas, this, I won't! I, a rough man in the rivers and lakes, only knows how to fight and kill in the rivers and lakes, and I don't know anything about the six arts!"

"Then how could Lu Gongzi carry a piccolo with him?" Wuxin hesitated for a moment before he said slowly.

“… Uh, yes, a relic of an old man!" After a moment of hesitation, Lu Kun slowly explained the reason, but there was a slight trace of sadness in his tone.

Unintentionally said that the piccolo that Lu Kun carried with him was no one else's, it was An Jingjing's favorite one, and the only one, An Jingjing likes the flute, and prefers to use the flute to play her favorite tunes, her music is the most touching to people's hearts, and it is also the most able to bring peace to people's restless hearts, of course, Lu Kun also likes it very much, not only her songs, but also her person, who can make him feel free and honest. Now, the deceased has passed away, and the flute has become the only token of remembrance.

"She must be very versatile, right?" asked Wuxin cautiously.

"She's only going to play this piccolo!" The expression on Lu Kun's face was slightly gloomy.

In fact, I guessed correctly, An Jingjing is really talented and beautiful, poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of which are fine.

"It must be Lu Gongzi's confidant!" From Lu Kun's expression, Wuxin had already guessed eight or nine.

Regarding the unintentional question, Lu Kun did not speak, neither admitting nor denying it.

"I'm sorry! I don't know..."Seeing Lu Kun's reaction, he didn't know that he was afraid that he was talking about Lu Kun's sadness, so he hurriedly apologized, but he didn't want to say half of the sentence before he was interrupted by Lu Kun.

"It's okay, after all, it's all in the past," Lu Kun paused slightly, "She is my confidante, but she is also my fiancée!"

"Ahh

Lu Kun didn't speak, he chose to be silent, but he still nodded lightly.

"You just said the old man, is it..."

"She's, already, gone!"

"That..."

"She's dead at my hands!"

"What!" Wuxin was shocked when he heard this, he couldn't imagine what kind of grievances and hatreds his loved one would have if he died in his hands, and what kind of heart would he endure, "You, kill her?"

"Sort of!"

“… What is it called!" said unintentionally.

"In order for my plan to go smoothly and succeed in one fell swoop, she chose the most difficult part without hesitation, and the part with the most no way out!"

"If you know there's no way back, why..."

"She said she believed I would be able to go back on time to rescue, for her!"

"You didn't rush back?"

"Returned!"

"How..."

"Although I rushed back in time to rescue, what I didn't expect was that their purpose from beginning to end was me, the Luoyun Sword in my hand, everything else was a disguise, and they actually put most of the masters in that already difficult part..."

"And then?"

"Single-mindedly saving people, I resolutely lifted the ban on my hand and went on a killing spree, and by the time I went in, she was already seriously injured and dying. Lu Kun returned to the long-sealed memory in a trance.

"Break through, in the face of a steady stream of killers, in the end, there are mountains of bones, we broke through, but in the end, we still missed the time for treatment..."

The memories are like this, the pain is still the same, the changing expression, the past, can not be forgotten, it is still the same.

"It's not your fault, presumably that girl, oh no, your fiancée, presumably your fiancée has already prepared for the worst!"

"Maybe..."

"Don't be too upset, she doesn't want you to be obsessed with it all the time!"

"Alas, why did I tell you about this, I'm sorry, I'm old, and I'm a little sentimental, which makes the girl smile!" Lu Kun didn't know how sad he was.

"How come, I think your fiancée must feel very happy to meet you!"

"Heh! I brought her to this point of no return, and if she hadn't met me, she might still be living a peaceful and carefree life in that mountain village. A giant crocodile in the rivers and lakes that eats human flesh and does not spit out bones, is dangerous everywhere, and the killing machine is everywhere, making it impossible to prevent it. I am a person in the rivers and lakes, after all, it is still difficult to escape the fate of the rivers and lakes, just like me now, the first second was still infinitely beautiful, this second is fragmented, embarrassed, this is the rivers and lakes, is the fate of the rivers and lakes, you never know what awaits you in the next second, even if you are exhausted! This is the rivers and lakes, cruel, ruthless!" Lu Kun felt that the rivers and lakes had been stormy for more than ten years, bloody rain and bloody wind, swords and swords, and he was baptized over and over again in the troubled waters of the rivers and lakes, and his body and mind have long been different.

"I've heard people talk about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, as if I told you Lu Gongzi..."

"How?"

"It's a bit of a big difference!"

"Really?"

"Well, I've heard people say that the rivers and lakes are very fun, full of thrills and excitement, and very challenging!"

"Oh!" Lu Kun didn't say anything more.

"It's not too short of time, you better rest!"

"Wait a minute, I have a little request, I don't know..."

"Tell me about it!"

"I want to take it" said, Lu Kun pointed to the fragment of the Ink Cloud Broken Sword in his hand, "I want to temporarily store it with you, girl, I don't know..."

"Well, uh... Wait a minute," he said, unintentionally walking to the corner where the miscellaneous items were piled up, rummaging back and forth, and finding a piece of green oilcloth, which was very thick, "Use this bag to prevent moisture." ”

"Thank you!" Lu Kun took the tarpaulin, carefully wrapped the broken sword, sealed it, and handed it to Wuxin.

"Oops..."The seemingly light ink flow cloud almost made Wuxin flash his waist.

"Be careful!" Lu Kun reminded.

"This sword, it doesn't look heavy, why, it's so heavy?" It seems to be no different from an ordinary sword, but he didn't expect Lu Kun's ink flowing cloud to be so heavy, such a sword, what kind of exercises can be used to correspond to it, so that it can be used freely and hold the world.

"Mo Liuyun, it's indeed heavier than an ordinary sword!I'm sorry, maybe I forgot to tell you because I got used to it!"

"It's okay!" Wuxin put the wrapped broken sword into a hidden compartment hidden in the clutter pile, "Okay!"

"Thank you!" Lu Kun thanked again.

"You, is there anything else?"

"It's gone!" Lu Kun shook his head.

"Then, Lu Gongzi just rest, rest and recuperate in peace! I'll go first!"

"Well, good!" Lu Kun nodded.

After a muffled sound, the room returned to tranquility, and after a moment of silence, Lu Kun slowly sat up cross-legged, as if something was gradually?

There was not much time, and there was a white mist around Lu Kun's body slowly swirling and rising, the expression on Lu Kun's face was slightly distorted, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead, slowly dripping down his cheeks, ticking, ticking...

At this time, the rivers and lakes outside have already changed color in the wind and the dark tide is surging.

Lu Kun, the master of the Demon Single Blade and Single Blade, was defeated in Ten Mile Rain Lane, and the news of suffering heavy losses spread far and wide.

From Shili Rain Lane to Zhuxian Town, and then to the other side of Zhuxian Town; from Shili Rain Lane to the rivers and lakes outside Shili Rain Lane, like the wind walking, "popular" the north and south of the river, and at the same time become a hot topic after dinner.

Is it worried?

Is it scared?

Is it ridicule?

Is it clapping?

Is it a concern?

Magic single-edged single-edged swordsmanship, ink flowing clouds, the dispute between the rivers and lakes, the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes, wind and rain, endless.

"Sect Master, according to the news sent back by the brother who was sent to the second miss's residence, Lu Kun, it should be with the second miss!"

"You mean a whisper!"

"Yes!"

"How sure are you?"

"Eighty percent!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yuheng made a gesture, shhhhh

At the same time, with a wave of his sleeves, all the candles in the house were extinguished, Jiang Yuheng jumped to the center of the courtyard, and with the light in the courtyard, Jiang Yuheng looked up at the roof, only to see a black-clothed masked man sitting on the ridge of the roof, leisurely, as if he was not afraid of being discovered at all, or deliberately being discovered.

"Your Excellency is visiting late at night, I don't know what you are doing?" Although Jiang Yuheng was unhappy, looking at the other party's posture, Jiang Yuheng still gritted his teeth and decided to salute first and then soldier, and there can be one less opponent in an eventful autumn.

Syllable!

The black-clothed masked man shook his hand and was an unknown object, attacking Jiang Yuheng directly, Jiang Yuheng swallowed the round, spit, sucked, and took the black-clothed masked man to smash the unknown object.

It turned out to be a paper roll. When I opened it, I was greeted by a portrait.

Familiar!

Lu Kun!

The portrait on the paper scroll is none other than Lu Kun!

Jiang Yuheng's heart suddenly moved, isn't it...

Looking at Lu Kun's portrait, Jiang Yuheng's mind was thinking quickly, the masked man in black, Lu Kun, Ten Mile Rain Alley, Jiang Yuheng's mind suddenly flashed, could it be, this masked man in black...

"Your Excellency, this is..." Jiang Yuheng shook the portrait of Lu Kun in his hand, pretending not to know what the purpose of showing him Lu Kun's portrait was.

"Why, could it be because of his age, when did Great Sect Leader Jiang's memory become so bad!" the black-clothed masked man mocked.

"What did Your Excellency say, visit late at night, you might as well say it directly!" Jiang Yuheng simply pretended not to know, and pretended to be the end.

"Sect Master Jiang really thinks that with Jiang Xinyan as an internal response and robbing Lu Kun, he will be unaware?"

Who is this person?

Such a secret plan,

How would he know?

Is there a dark village?

It's impossible...

Jiang Yuheng's mind was a little messy for a while, but he couldn't find a clue for a while.

"What Your Excellency said Jiang is a little incomprehensible, if Your Excellency is here for Lu Kun, I'm sorry, Your Excellency is afraid that you will have to run for nothing, Jianghu people, I know that I have a holiday with Lu Kun, how can he be here with me. Take a step back and say, if Lu Kun was really here with me, do you think I would still sit in the room and drink tea so leisurely?"

"It's true that there is a festival, and it's not false to be leisurely, as for the reason why I said that Lu Kun is here with you is the magic single-edged single-edged swordsman?"

"Ha! Who is looking for Lu Kun in the rivers and lakes, and it's not for the magic single-edged single-edged swordsmanship, aren't you looking for Lu Kun too?" Jiang Yuheng retorted.

"Vulgar!" For Jiang Yuheng, the black-clothed masked man sneered, "Okay, let's say, Lu Kun, where are the people?"

"I have already said that Lu Kun is not with me. As for where Lu Kunren is, you have to ask him! I have no way of knowing!"

"Sect Leader Jiang, it's not good to be too greedy, what do you say?"

"Do you think that if Lu Kun is really in my hands, I will have time to listen to you talk so much nonsense here?"

"That's your business, I just know that you robbed him, that's enough!"

"I..." As soon as Jiang Yuheng heard this, he didn't fight in one place, and he said it in vain for a long time, this guy admits death, and he recognizes one, Lu Kun was robbed by himself, a tendon, stubborn.

"My words have already been said, it depends on Sect Master Jiang, what choice do you make?"

"Oh, take, how, what should I do?" Jiang Yuheng didn't expect that he would also be threatened one day.

"Presumably something different in autumn, Sect Master Jiang has heard of it!"

"Hmph! I, Jiang someone, is not comparable to him!"

"Oh, so, Sect Leader Jiang has a choice in his heart!"

"So, so what?"

"Hmph!" the black-clothed masked man snorted softly, a cold glow was already faintly appearing in his hand, and the smell of gunpowder in the night wind was already full.

"If Your Excellency insists on doing so, Jiang Someone will have no choice but to..."Jiang Yuheng stepped back, and a cold light slowly flashed in his hand.

If you don't speculate for more than half a sentence, the smoke of gunpowder is filled, and the flames of war are about to ignite!

Heavily deployed, the black-clothed masked man was actually walking on the ground, easily entering the hinterland of the Demon Sword City, was it premeditated, or was there a hidden chess?

The black-clothed masked man pointed directly at Lu Kun, and what action would Jiang Yuheng, who had just found Lu Kun's clues, be it war or peace?

How will Lu Kun, who is injured, choose?

What choice will Wuxin (Jiang Xinyu), who took in and hid Lu Kun privately, make?